Throw The Apple Poem by Malaya Roses
Throw The Apple
Why keep the rotten apple
In the same basket
In such abundance red and green
Ugly on eyes
Wise man words are true
I picked to show
Advising you is not the duty of mine
But please,
Dear friend
Throw it far
Save the serenity by sacrifice
Lost one
Thousand's alive
Kill the smell
Clear the worm
Inside out
Keep the basket clean
You will be happy.
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